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Professor Ren waved his hands quickly: "You are so polite. It's late at night and I just have a stomachache. There is no need to mobilize so many people."

The young man smiled and said, "It's late at night and it's pitch black everywhere. I hope Professor Ren doesn't get lost..."

Professor Ren smiled awkwardly and shut the idea up with one sentence. If he was really caught, even the excuse of being lost wouldn't stand.

Professor Ren: "I know, I know. Thanks for the reminder. Safety is the most important thing."

The young man nodded slightly, still with a smile on his face, and walked away with the team.

Professor Ren didn't stay for even a second. When he rushed into the men's restroom, a pair of hands covered his mouth in the dark.

Someone whispered in his ear: "Don't make any noise, they haven't gone far yet, don't ask anything now, just follow me."

It was a woman's voice, and Professor Ren felt relieved.

Professor Ren was still a little curious about this person. After all, in this era, no woman would hide in the men's restroom.

Professor Ren initially thought that the meeting place was the skylight in the middle.

I guess this woman has calculated every step.

After all, this guy is a "shaman" and has some skills, so he can be played around by others.

At first he was unwilling to get involved in muddy water, but after going around in circles, he finally followed this woman.

Having boarded the pirate ship, Professor Ren could only follow the arrangements

There was no light around, and the woman held his hand and kept walking forward.

She seemed to have the ability to see in the dark, and she did not walk in a straight line, but in a special pace and rhythm.

Professor Ren followed her steps, and in the end he even felt like he was about to fly in the air.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the woman spoke again to remind him, "Keep your head down."

Professor Ren obeyed and walked forward with his head down, but he bumped into the stone wall because he was not low enough.

The woman chuckled and after taking a few steps, she turned on the flashlight, illuminating a crack in the rock that was half a person's height.

The sudden light made his eyes, which had adapted to the darkness, feel a little sore. Professor Ren closed his eyes, relaxed for a few seconds, then took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

Finally I can see clearly around me.

The woman led him deeper into the crevice, and after turning on the flashlight, he banged his head less often, but the atmosphere was more depressing than when they couldn't see.

There are red and black stone walls all around, and there is water on the ground. Algae that like low temperatures grow in the water, making the already smooth stones even more slippery.

The air had been stagnant for a long time, so it smelled eerie and cold, like the smell of a rotting and fermenting corpse.

Some places were extremely narrow, and Professor Ren had to half-squat and squeeze through bit by bit, which was so tight that it hurt his chest.

Professor Ren looked at the woman walking in front of him and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

The woman turned around with a flashlight, and the pale light of the flashlight shone on the stone wall, casting a light bloody shadow on half of the woman's face.

The woman smiled faintly, but her eyes were somewhat deep: "My last name is Jiang, you can call me Miss Jiang."

Professor Ren frowned. The name was so strange that he thought she had made it up at first.

But she didn't look like she was joking.

So Professor Ren thought about the wording and said, "Miss Jiang..."

Professor Ren was interrupted by a laugh, and the woman said, "Don't call me Miss Jiang. If you really want to call me Miss Jiang, you might as well call me Aunt Jiang."

Professor Ren looked at her face, which looked younger than his own, and was at a loss for words.

Professor Ren continued to ask: "Where are we going?"

Jiang Nu said calmly, "Go check on the dragon. It's asleep. We need to wake it up."